The World of the English
domingo, 7 de noviembre de 2010
LOVE IS NOT...
This one to dream of tears dyed,
And a distant complaint in the oblivion
Distant blue of your voice of sedates.
Love is not, is something that it imitates
The desmembranza of the fallen rose-bush,
Where already not even the shades do nest,
Not even the wind in rounds of crystal causes trouble.
Freshness of my night, and softly
Luminary in my bloomed path.
Something that in my agony still I retain,
Because it is the only truth that I have
And I cannot start it of my life.
miércoles, 3 de noviembre de 2010
TOPICS
TOPICS
1. Direct and indirect questions
2. Modal verbs for deduction
Report speech
3. Defining / non defining
4. Used to/ be used to
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